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Chapter 10

Murong Jiu poured himself a cup of tea, and Jiang Yulou began to talk about Li Chenglin's life with him.

On the eighth day after borrowing paintings to chase guests away, Jiang Yulou was playing the piano in the courtyard, when he heard the sound of knocking on the courtyard door, Li Chenglin stood beside the open courtyard door and knocked on the courtyard door a few times, smiling and looking at him Come here—it was the first time he had knocked on the door.

Jiang Yulou glanced over, ignored it, and continued playing the piano.

Li Chenglin walked over consciously, sat down at the nearest place to him, listened to the piano, and stared at him, but Jiang Yulou didn't chase him away or pay attention to him.

At the end of the song, Jiang Yulou said, "Why does Mr. Chen still come here?" After he finished speaking, he didn't mean to listen to the answer, so he got up and went back to the house.That question was just like chasing customers again.

"I didn't want to come." Li Chenglin stood up and shook his fan, leaned against the tree and smiled and said, "Oh! But, it's dawn and dusk watching the clouds, thinking about you when you walk, and thinking about you when you sit. Really ... lovesickness is rampant!"

Jiang Yulou paused, and then went back to the house a little annoyed.

Li Chenglin immediately closed his fan and followed.

Jiang Yulou was reading by the window, still treating him as air, and he didn't answer Li Chenglin's questions this time.

Li Chenglin was not in a hurry, the two sat like this for three hours, he was reading and he was watching him.In the end, he closed the book, but still looking at him, he asked angrily, "What on earth do you want?"

"Haunting you."

"you……"

"As I said, the next time I come back, it's just for you, and I have no other purpose." Li Chenglin smiled, with clear eyebrows and natural cynicism.

So it took another three days to come and go. When Li Chenglin saw Jiang Yulou, he stopped talking about chasing guests, so he tried to get closer. In the end, he stopped calling Mr. Jiang and changed his name to Yulou...so much so that when he called this name, Jiang Yulou treated him like nothing again.

Seeing that Jiang Yulou no longer paints and reads poems and articles all day long, Li Chenglin will always confront him with poems when he sees them, and occasionally the poems he reads will startle Jiang Yulou and can't help but look up or look sideways at him.

The reason is that his right bull's head is not the donkey's lip.

One day later, Li Chenglin asked him: "I heard that painting can only be done well if you concentrate on it. If you are not calm, you can deal with it. Yulou hasn't painted recently, but is your heart no longer calm?"

Jiang Yulou pressed his finger down on the strings, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped... Then, as if nothing happened, he raised his finger and continued playing the piano.

Li Chenglin asked: "I forgot to ask you that day, you have been playing this piece for a long time, what is it called?"

He didn't know that Jiang Yulou didn't like to be disturbed by others, whether it was painting, reading or playing the piano, but Li Chenglin disturbed his originally peaceful life.

Jiang Yulou ignored him.

"You know, if you don't tell me, I will keep asking." Li Chenglin walked over and smiled.

"Snow on the river."

"Snow on the river, wind on the edge of the river. It must be because of Zhang Zitong." Li Chenglin said.

Jiang Yulou looked sideways at him, as if Li Chenglin was surprised every time he got a poem right or wrong, but this time, he was right.

Li Chenglin then smiled and said, "I heard from Jiang Han that you admire him very much. Yulou, do you want to live like him?"

"Fishing boats, floating three rivers, panning five lakes, fishing woodcutters for fun. What's wrong?" This is the first time he answered Li Chenglin's question when he called him by name.

"Zhang Zitong's slanting wind and drizzle ended up drowning." Li Chenglin's eyes seemed to be sighing, and such an expression would hardly appear on his face. He sighed vaguely and frowned slightly. : "So, maybe that kind of life doesn't exist at all."

For a moment the two were speechless.

After a while, Li Chenglin got up, and when he was about to leave the hospital, Jiang Yulou was still sitting in front of the piano case, with a ray of fragrance lingering around Nana.

"Chen Lin." Jiang Yulou took the initiative to stop him for the first time: "It's "Chu Ci", Hu Jiangli and Pi Zhixi, Ren Qiulan admires it. So my name is Jiang Li."

Before leaving, Jiang Yulou just said this irrelevant sentence to Li Chenglin, but for some reason, Li Chenglin was just happy.Lying on the bed in the East Palace, I didn't fall asleep at dawn, and went to Liyuan again the next day.

"Do you know that Chang'an is going to be lively tonight?" Li Chenglin looked very excited.

Jiang Yulou was painting, but Li Chenglin, who was grinding on the sidelines, kept making noises. It's strange that he can calm down.

"Tonight is Mid-Autumn Lantern Night, can you go with me?"

Jiang Yulou was silent, just drawing his own branches.

"Have you ever visited lanterns?" Li Chenglin said again: "The night is very good, the street is noisy, and the summer night is full of stars. Although it is night, it is as bright as day, because the river is full of trees and the streets are full of cities. The lanterns were lit for a whole night, everyone was hand in hand, and there were those couples who had the same heart, and we met on the full moon to watch the lanterns and poems, we..."

"I won't go." Jiang Yulou impatient with his noise, put some cinnabar on his pen, and only wrote two words clearly.

"Aren't you going?" Li Chenglin looked at him for a long time: "Then how should I go?"

"It's up to you. Anyway, I won't go."

Murong Jiu heard that the matter had developed to this point, he felt that Li Chenglin was the master who would not give up.

The result was just as he and I expected, Jiang Yulou said that he was dragged to the street by Li Chenglin that night.

Murong Jiu asked Jiang Yulou if he was a little annoyed at that time?He said that he didn't like crowded and noisy places, and he was dragged away by force, so he was naturally annoyed.

But when Murong Jiu saw Jiang Yulou saying this, he smiled slightly.So he couldn't figure it out, Jiang Yulou was really annoyed at that time?

That night, Li Chenglin took Jiang Yulou through Chang'an's Long Street, the crowd was noisy and the lights were just on.It was the first time for Jiang Yulou to go to the lanterns. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, I would accompany my mother to look at the moon. I never knew that the Mid-Autumn Festival night could be so lively and there could be so many people.

Li Chenglin dragged Jiang Yulou to the riverside to set up a river lantern, as if premeditated, then gave him a pen and asked him to write on the lantern.

Jiang Yulou saw someone else write their name on the lamp, and asked the lamp seller to know that it was praying for the dead, caring for the living, and seeking fate for himself.

Under Li Chenglin's expectant gaze, Jiang Yulou wrote to wish his mother peace.

Li Chenglin's heart dropped, so what if he was not reconciled?People naturally want to take the word filial piety first.

Walking to the front, I saw a huge tree, full of lanterns, bright branches and leaves, like a huge lantern.Jiang Yulou went over to see that there were letters on the lamps.

"This is a lamp note. Every two lamps have the upper and lower half of a poem hanging separately." Li Chenglin said, he grabbed one casually, opened it, and read: "Enter my lovesickness door, know my lovesickness?"

Jiang Yulou had a habit of coming up with poems casually, and he was able to match them immediately: "Long lovesickness, long lovesickness, short lovesickness, infinity." After finishing speaking, he found the lantern with the second half of the sentence written.

Li Chenglin was stunned for a moment, then just smiled without saying a word, turned on another lamp, and said with a smile: "It seems that this star is not from last night?"

Jiang Yulou wanted to be right again, but was preempted.

"Who will hold hands with you to set up the mid-night festival!"

It was a female voice, bright and bright, really without any sloppiness.

Li Chenglin felt a little disappointed. Looking over, a woman turned aside the lantern beside her and was looking at him. She had a pretty face and looked at Li Chenglin with a smile on her face: "Master's poems, this girl is right. Wait." I found that lantern!"

Jiang Yulou looked at Li Chenglin, he didn't understand, so he asked Li Chenglin: "So what if we match?"

Li Chenglin smiled, took Jiang Yulou's hand, and smiled again maliciously: "Do you know why it is a poem, but it has to be hung on two lamps?"

Jiang Yulou couldn't prevent his hand from being caught, and was about to pull it out as soon as he retracted it, but Li Chenglin grabbed it even tighter, still smiling maliciously, staring at Jiang Yulou and said: "Because the one who can still match up like this, it should be As a couple, we have to be together."

Jiang Yulou was startled, and looked at Li Chenglin in a daze. Li Chenglin saw that he was in a daze, and was about to take the opportunity to make further moves, such as hugging him... I don't want the beauty of the day to be worthless, but I only wish someone would step in.

The woman who was not procrastinating just now had already found the lantern at a glance, and rushed over to Li Chenglin.

It wasn't until Jiang Yulou realized that he was about to break away from Li Chenglin's hand when he regained consciousness, but Li Chenglin grabbed Jiang Yulou's hand tightly, pulled it and ran away.

Jiang Yulou said from behind, "Why are you dragging me away?"

Li Chenglin said with a smile: "If I don't drag you away, it will be over when that woman entangles me!"

Jiang Yulou grabbed him and said angrily, "Let go."

Li Chenglin pushed away the crowd, and still pulled him to run, gripping him even tighter, and laughed loudly as he ran: "That woman is right, it seems that this star is not last night, with whom to hold hands for Midnight Night? Hold your hand and stand at midnight!"

In Chang'an that night, the lanterns were like daylight, reflecting the sparks of the river.

Behind Jiang Yulou, there was a smile in his eyes and brows, and the coldness in his eyes seemed no longer so clear and cold.